Alone time

DON'S POV

I wasn't going to allow the threat of someone coming after me to dictate my life, especially since the threats came out of nowhere and started after me without warning. This time, however, the threats weren't from a gang but from people who hated me.

They knew my identity, which meant that they knew about the Mafia. That meant they had been following me. Someone had gotten suspicious of my presence somewhere and tried to shoot at me. Whoever it was, it could have been one of my rivals for control of the organization; Maybe the same group who had tried to kill me several times already? Whoever these people were, they knew something.

Something big. Which meant that this entire thing was bigger than my enemies had led on to believe. And they'd come after me sooner rather than later. But, what exactly was going on? There must have been more to it than they've told me.

As my thoughts went through my head, I began to realize something else: It didn't matter how many precautions